Quotes About Stars

Indeed, what more could you want? A little garden to amble about in, and infinite space to dream in. At his feet, whatever could be grown and gathered; over his head, whatever could be studied and meditated upon; a few flowers on the ground and all the stars in the sky.

Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling...

what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to walk, and immensity in which to dream. At one's feet that which can be cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky.

Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to walk, and immensity in which to dream. At one's feet that which can be cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky.

L'hydre-Univers tordant son corps écaillé d'astres.

Le ciel était absolument noir, il n'y avait plus d'étoiles, mais évidemment il en voyait une.

Tout homme peut avoir dans sa destinée une fin du monde pour lui seul. Cela s'appelle le désespoir. L'âme est pleine d'étoiles tombantes.

Um pequeno jardim para passear e a imensidão para sonhar. A seus pés, o que se pode cultivar e colher; sobre sua cabeça, o que se pode meditar e estudar; algumas flores na terra e todas as estrelas no céu.

La nuit fait des distributions d'essence stellaire aux fleurs endormies.

R?scolea toate tufiÈ™urile È™i toate pietrele, ca s? caute gâze. AÈ™teptând s? viseze, se juca. Îi pl?cea gr?dina cu gâng?niile care furnicau în iarb?, sub picioarele ei, aÈ™teptând s-o iubeasc? pentru stelele pe care avea s? le vad? printre ramuri, deasupra capului.

Winds, clouds, whirlwinds, gusts, useless stars!

What more do you need? A little garden to walk in, and immensity to reflect on. At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate on; a few flowers on earth and all the stars in heaven.

Love was the sun and the moon and the stars in a world that was otherwise cold and dark.

As long as there are stars in the sky, I will love you.

By the grace of God, may we all be vanishing stars.

You're—personally responsible for The entire strip to be washed away Cleansed, as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol Flowed through the strip and were set on fire It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom And his silk And he— He erected a beautiful city A city of stars

She had the feeling that she would be different from now on, that she could never go back and be the same person she had been. So who am I now? Somebody fierce, I think. Somebody who'd enjoy running through the darkness, underneath stars bright as miniature suns, and maybe even hunt deer. Somebody who can laugh and death

From time to time there appear on the face of the earth men of rare and consummate excellence, who dazzle us by their virtue, and whose outstanding qualities shed a stupendous light. Like those extraordinary stars of whose origins we are ignorant, and of whose fate, once they have vanished, we know even less, such men have neither forebears nor descendants: they are the whole of their race.

I am not astonished that men who lean, as it were, on an atom, should stumble at the smallest efforts they make for discovering the truth ; that, being so short-sighted, they do not reach beyond the heavens and the stars, to contemplate God Himself.

Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.

She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox's tongue. She tastes like hope.

There will be godstars. And they will be us.

If this were a book or movie, she thought, she'd be able to read the stars and get her bearings. Characters always had just the right random skill set to master the situation at hand. Like, Thank god for that summer on an uncle's smuggling boat and the handsome deckhand who taught me celestial navigation. Ha.

It's like losing gravity and falling into space – the moment of pitching headlong when the endlessness of space asserts itself and there is no more down, only an eternity of up, and you realize you can fall forever and never run out of stars.